[Fantasy Martial Arts] The Legend of the Evil God (Complete) - 16

Chapter 1 of Volume 7

: The Devil's Deal

"What's going on here?" Master Turtle asked, his face ashen. "Is it all about unexpected surprises these days...? How come everyone I know seems to have a hidden identity? You little brat, you'd better give me a reasonable explanation!"

Master Turtle was certainly not unintelligent. Even if he couldn't fully understand the implied meaning in their conversation, he could deduce the general idea. The mystical tone, treating him like an outsider, particularly angered him.

"Master, please don't be angry," Jun Tianxie said with an air of complete control and ease. "I will certainly give you a satisfactory explanation in a moment. As for now, could you please excuse me for a moment? I would like to discuss some matters privately with Lord Tianwang. It won't be long."

"Discuss privately? Are you fucking insane?!" Master Gui finally couldn't help but shout, "My junior brother—whether he's Tang Luanli or Di Shitian, this guy is no saint! Without my protection, I guarantee he'll kill you without batting an eye to silence you!"

Di Shitian stood silently to the side, his body radiating boundless, majestic light, looking like a supreme deity, without a trace of demonic evil.

Jun Tianxie smiled and said, "Thank you for your concern, Master, but I am confident that I can take care of myself. No matter what the outcome, I will not have any complaints against you. Please rest assured."

Master Turtle took a few quick breaths, then calmed down and stared at Jun Tianxie, saying in a deep voice, "Boy! You're playing with your life!"

Jun Tianxie laughed and said, "Nothing ventured, nothing gained! Master, please rest assured, I will definitely return safely to continue our journey together." Master

Turtle snorted and said, "If you want to die so badly, then I'll let you have your way!" He turned to look at Di Shitian and said, "This ungrateful brat is yours to deal with. You can kill him or do whatever you want with him, but don't forget that we still have an unsettled score. You concealed your identity as a member of the Demonic Sect and joined my sect to steal martial arts. Even if my master passes on the sect leader's token to you, I can..." "The Holy Decree will be revoked on charges of treason and collusion with the enemy."

Emperor Shitian laughed nonchalantly, "Whatever! Anyway, as I said before, I've never cared about the position of the leader of the Light Sect from beginning to end."

Master Turtle snorted coldly, then walked past the two men and headed straight ahead. However, as he passed Jun Tianxie, he threw down a sentence, "Boy, I'll be waiting for you ahead. Only one hour. If you're not there by then, I'll consider you dead! I'll bury you two brothers together."

Jun Tianxie laughed heartily, "One hour is enough. Thank you for your generosity, Master."

Master Turtle didn't reply but disappeared in an instant. When only the two of them remained, Jun Tianxie gave Emperor Shitian a fawning smile and said, "Finally, no one will disturb us. This junior can finally have a proper 'chat' with the Palace Master!"

In contrast to Jun Tianxie's frivolous smile, Emperor Shitian's face suddenly darkened, "I really don't understand where your confidence comes from?" " If you think I'd hesitate to kill you because of Emperor Yan, you're sorely mistaken!"

Jun Tianxie chuckled. "Why is the Palace Master so angry? Killing me is a matter of a flick of your finger, but in the meantime, wouldn't you like to hear the 'cooperation' proposal I've prepared especially for you?"

"Laojun's son coming to discuss cooperation with me?" Di Shitian sneered. "Is there anything more ridiculous in the world?"

Jun Tianxie shrugged. "Since the Palace Master already knows my true identity, you should also know the fact that the Jun family father and son don't get along. Based on that alone, our cooperation isn't impossible to build on mutual trust." Di Shitian said

, "How do I know this isn't a show deliberately put on by you and your son for outsiders? The purpose is to exploit the enemy's perceived weakness, but in reality, to deliver a fatal blow to the unsuspecting victim."

"With the Palace Master's wisdom, it's impossible for you to fall into such an obvious trap. " Jun Tianxie smiled slightly: "By choosing to let Master Gui leave and speak with me alone, I believe the Palace Master already has the answer to this question in his heart."

Di Shitian fell silent, then looked at Jun Tianxie with the gaze of someone seeing him for the first time. After a long while, he laughed: "Heh! As expected, like father, like son. I wonder if it's a blessing or a curse for Emperor Yan to have such a good 'son' like you? But regardless, you have indeed piqued my interest. Let me hear whether your so-called proposal to make the 'Heavenly Palace' surpass the 'Nether Mountain Sect' is reasonable enough to save your life."

Jun Tianxie revealed a confident smile: "Palace Master can rest assured. I can guarantee that the method I'm about to describe will be enough to make the 'Nether Mountain Sect' disappear from the martial world overnight."

What kind of "deal" will Di Shitian and Jun Tianxie complete? We cannot be certain yet, but one thing is certain: regardless of the content of this "deal," it is undoubtedly a demonic transaction between two exceptionally intelligent martial artists, a battle of wits that will inevitably result in bloodshed.

A mysterious atmosphere permeates the desolate valley, with a thin, almost imperceptible mist drifting through the sparsely populated "Deep Moon Gorge," making the already dimly lit canyon even more obscure.

"Deep Moon Gorge" is also the headquarters of "Underworld," one of the three major sects of the Demonic Path. This is not a major secret in the martial arts world, just as the locations of "Nether Mountain Sect" and "Heavenly Palace" are widely known. These three major demonic sects, with their countless followers, are a force to be reckoned with; no one would dare to offend these powerful sects.

Even the White Path Alliance lacks the strength to do so.

Passing through the mist outside the valley, a narrow road, seemingly endless and paved entirely with grayish-white gravel, appeared, a deathly still stretching out like the entrance to the underworld.

A sinister profile, illuminated by light, was more difficult to discern than the dark canyon itself. A cold voice murmured,

"Years have passed, and it's still as eerie as ever..." Sharp,

hawk-like eyes swept over a massive rock about three zhang away, a satisfied smile spreading across their face.

"This should be a substantial gift for my visit..."

A hand, enveloped in light, slowly extended, pointing towards the spherical rock not far away. With a low shout of "Rise!", the power of the Boundless Palm manipulated the air, lifting the over 100-pound rock into the air. With a flick of the wrist, a burst of light erupted. "Boom!" As if the earth had split open, the rock shattered into countless fragments in the intense light, the deafening sound clearly audible from miles away.

"Heh!" Gazing at the golden sea of fire he had created, he sneered under the light, "I hope the old Buddha hasn't gone deaf." His

deliberate performance quickly paid off, and before long, nearly a hundred "Underworld" disciples had surrounded him in a fit of rage.

Characters like the "Seven Beasts" were merely second-rate figures within the "Underworld." Those truly in charge of the headquarters were the rarely seen "Five Demon Princes"—Ziying, Binghe, Kuangyun, Xielan, and Ziwei! These five disciples, personally trained by the "Earthly Treasury" Demon Buddha, were said to be no less powerful than the "Three Heroes" of the White Path Alliance.

Leading his hundred-strong force was none other than "Absolute Slash" Kuangyun, one of the "Five Demon Princes"! His "Kuangyun Hall" was the most mobile and offensively capable force among the five major branches of the Underworld, and he was the first Demon Prince to arrive after the upheaval in the "Human Path."

Although they are not well-known in the martial arts world, that is just a facade to deliberately hide their true strength. Just the fact that "Blood Dragon" Dugu Ji once fought against Ziwei, the last of the "Five Demons", and was defeated by him after 500 moves, gives us a glimpse into the true strength of these five people.

"Absolute Slash" Kuang Yun, ranked third among the "Five Demon Princes," had a head of disheveled long hair, a wide robe casually draped over his shoulders revealing his broad chest, barefoot, with an unsheathed sword at his waist, and an air of confident arrogance—truly befitting the "Madness" in his surname.

However, at this moment, Kuang Yun's face betrayed no trace of madness; instead, beads of cold sweat trickled down his forehead. The reason was the "person" he was facing—if such a thing could still be called human? In a dazzling, sea-like light, a vaguely visible humanoid figure—this sight made Kuang Yun think of a peerless master from the demonic sect, someone as renowned as his master, "Earth Treasury" Demon Buddha!

"Could the newcomer be 'Heavenly King' Indra?" "

Kuangyun pressed his hand on the hilt of his sword, the back of his hand bulging with countless veins like snakes from the excessive force, but he was completely unaware of it.

The luminous 'human form' replied: 'It is indeed me. Why don't you quickly inform the Lord of the Manor that an old friend has come to have a heart-to-heart talk with him.'" "

—It really is Indra!"

A murmur of surprise rippled through the crowd. The name of the man, the shadow of the tree—Indra, the "Heavenly King," was one of the three great masters of the Demonic Sect, his reputation resounding far and wide. He was a figure no less outstanding than their Lord. To witness his esteemed presence today, and to find such a "form"! Rumors circulated that the current Lord of the "Heavenly Palace" was the reincarnation of the Great Sun Tathagata. He had initially dismissed it as mere gossip, but seeing the true form before his eyes, he began to believe there was some truth to the rumors.

Having received confirmation from the man himself, and knowing that the newcomer possessed the legendary "Undying Light Body," the unique mark of the "Heavenly King," Kuang Yun had no more doubts. Though still nervous, he refused to compromise the dignity of the "Underworld," and declared loudly:

"It is a rare honor for the Heavenly King to grace us with his presence. Unfortunately, our Lord is currently in seclusion, and has instructed that no guests be received during his seclusion. We must ask that you return another day, Lord."

"Seclusion?" "Emperor Shitian sneered, "It should be healing, right?"

A simple sentence, yet it shattered Kuang Yun's facade of confidence in an instant, his face turning deathly pale.

—How...how did he know?!

"It seems that brat really wasn't lying to me. Then this trip might be more valuable than I imagined..." Ignoring Kuang Yun's horrified reaction, Emperor Shitian muttered to himself before suddenly addressing the crowd, "I'm determined to meet your family's lord today. Those who know what's good for them will step aside and not force me to harm anyone."

"You want to force your way in!" "

Kuangyun shouted, and before he could give any further orders, the disciples of the Kuangyun Hall surrounding Di Shitian had all drawn their swords, their spears flashing with a blue light, the air thick with tension.

A hush fell over the "Human Path," everyone's eyes filled with fear. After all, their target was Di Shitian, one of the three giants of the Demonic Sect, the "Heavenly King." The tactic of overwhelming the weak with sheer numbers was fundamentally ineffective against a master of Di Shitian's caliber.

Di Shitian smiled coldly.

"You think you can stop me with this kind of formation? Ridiculous!"

"Of course not," Kuangyun stepped forward, shouting to the surrounding disciples, "Put away your weapons! How dare you be so disrespectful to the Lord of the Heavenly Palace!" "

Oh, the disciples of the Demon Buddha do have some sense, but you want to fight me one-on-one? I advise you to abandon that idea. The difference in our levels is too great, and I don't want to be accused of bullying the weak!" "

Easily seeing through Kuang Yun's true intention in dismissing everyone, Di Shitian, though not yet formally attacking, had already repeatedly displayed his unfathomable wisdom and strategy. His imposing presence almost single-handedly suppressed the entire arena, revealing the unparalleled kingly demeanor of a peerless master.

Kuang Yun's mind raced. Suddenly, he drew his long sword from his waist and resolutely shouted, 'To be able to fight the Heavenly King alone is my lifelong ambition in martial arts. I beg the Palace Master to grant my request!'

He didn't know if he could defeat Di Shitian; he only knew that Kuang Yun, one of the 'Five Demon Princes,' could not be a coward who would surrender without a fight!

Di Shitian's voice seemed to carry a deeper meaning.

'What a fearless warrior! It seems a waste to keep someone like you with that old fox…'

'Enough nonsense, let's fight!'

With a long roar, Kuang Yun shot into the sky like an arrow, turning and drawing his sword in mid-air.

'Take my 'Emperor's Blade'!! "

Kuangyun named his self-created sword technique 'Emperor's Blade,' reflecting not only his 'madness' but also his absolute confidence in his martial arts. He believed that with just himself and his sword, he would one day create an unparalleled legacy.

Kuangyun unleashed a full-force slash, the blade's momentum like a soaring dragon, its intent as sharp as a falling sun, its killing intent as turbulent as a tidal wave, seemingly capable of cleaving through the clouds. This slash was the 'Cloud-Severing Style' of his 'Emperor's Blade'!

Facing this boundless and majestic slash, Di Shitian, amidst the light, merely raised an eyebrow slightly and calmly said: 'The disciple trained by Demon Buddha is not bad... but with such strength, you dare to dream of becoming emperor? You are just a frog in a well, boasting in vain!'" "

Kuang Yun, who was completely absorbed in his swordplay, suddenly felt a surge of fear! He shouldn't have been able to see Di Shitian's face, yet he felt a pair of burning eyes from behind the light, unhindered by distance, fixed upon him, making even a wild and unrestrained man like him feel a chill!

"Watch closely... this is the true 'Overlord' of a King...!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the light emanating from Di Shitian suddenly intensified, and waves of luminous true energy surged towards Kuang Yun. The latter felt that Di Shitian had instantly transformed into a storm of thunder and lightning, while he was merely a weak and helpless small boat in the merciless world, utterly powerless against the 'Heavenly Radiant Fire' that could destroy all creation!

"Bang!"

To the other disciples of the "Underworld," all they saw was Di Shitian waving his hand, unleashing a thin, long curtain of light that struck Kuang Yun's blade. Their usually arrogant leader was violently shaken, sent flying like a kite with a broken string, coughing up blood along the way. For

them, it was a nightmare.

Di Shitian's attack had surpassed their previous understanding of "martial arts"; it was almost a godlike power.

With an aura of complete victory that shook the entire arena, the luminous figure slowly moved forward, standing before the kneeling Kuang Yun, his voice chillingly cold.

"I'll say it again, tell your sect leader to come out and see me."

"Impossible!" Kuang Yun replied coldly, his long blade suddenly emitting a piercing cry that echoed endlessly along the path.

"You're courting death!" Upon hearing the sound, Di

Shitian knew that Kuang Yun was gathering his remaining true energy for a final, all-out attack. This ferocity, however, only fueled his killing intent. His Bright True Energy surged, intending to kill this ungrateful brat in the next move!

"Spare him!"

Suddenly, a deep, imposing shout rang in his ears, causing Di Shitian's expression to change beneath the light. A long, booming laugh followed, and a figure with an aura that seemed to blot out the sky, like a black lightning bolt, hurtled towards him with overwhelming force. When he saw the person's true face, he was utterly shocked.

"The 'Yama Emperor' Jun Nitian?!"

The newcomer let out a deafening laugh. "Indeed! Di Shitian, how have you been?" "

Jun Nitian's speed was indescribable; he seemed to pass through Di Shitian's protective light in the blink of an eye, silently leaving a dark gap in the sea of light. He laughed arrogantly:

'Di Shi, your skill hasn't improved much!'"

Facing Jun Nitian's "Breaking the Light" followed by a punch that struck like a demon king, Di Shitian surprisingly only let out a cold snort, then said in a deep voice: "A mere illusion, yet you dare to display it before me..."

"Light shines everywhere, even the real is an illusion—Break!!"

After the shout, a series of powerful currents suddenly surged from the light, and boundless true energy actually broke through Jun Nitian's "body," which then vanished like smoke in the wind. Di Shitian coldly watched this illusory transformation, his pupils filled with a profound wisdom that understood everything.

"The Dream Eater Technique... Is the one who comes one of the 'Five Demon Children,' the 'Illusion Demon' Xie Lan?" At the edge of Di Shitian's vision, a figure stared back at him with anger and fear .

His face, once handsome, was marred by narrow, elongated eyes and a hooked nose. Nevertheless, it undeniably possessed a certain allure to many women. However, because his "Dream Eater Technique" had been broken by Di Shitian, the backlash from the demonic power left him pale and speechless.

It turned out that the Jun Nitian who had appeared earlier was merely an illusion created by Xie Lan using the "Dream Eater Technique." Though an illusion, it was incredibly convincing. Those unaware of the deception would be trapped in the dream, unable to escape, and completely at his mercy. But Di Shitian, with his cultivation level, was not fooled. Furthermore, there was an insurmountable gap in their strength, leaving Xie Lan with no choice but to swallow the bitter pill of his own making.

Kuangyun and Xielan, two of the "Five Demon Princes," were utterly defeated in a single exchange, demonstrating the sheer strength of Emperor Shitian! Even if all five of the "Five Demon Princes" attacked together, they might not be his match.

Looking across the entire Underworld, perhaps only Ksitigarbha, the Demon Buddha, could rival the Heavenly King, but what about the Underworld Lord, Luo Shen?

"Demon Buddha, do you insist that I kill one or two of your hard-won disciples before you'll reveal yourself from your lair?"

Ignoring Kuangyun, who was still recovering and preparing to fight again, Emperor Shitian suddenly roared to the sky, his voice carrying far and wide, seemingly reaching the heavens. And the person he had been waiting for finally responded.

"Emperor Shitian, the Heavenly Palace and the Underworld have always coexisted peacefully, keeping to themselves. Why do you come to my territory to bully my juniors?" The figure arrived with the sound, the "

Earthly Treasury" Demon Buddha, dressed in his usual magnificent robes but with a slightly haggard expression, descending upon the scene like Maitreya descending to earth.

Indra smiled slightly, actually withdrawing his Bright True Qi into his body. The light barrier receded, revealing his true form as "General" Tang Luanli, and he said to the astonished Demon Buddha:

"I have come to discuss a very important matter with you."

"What important matter?" the Demon Buddha asked in a deep voice.

"I want to join forces with you to attack the 'Netherworld Mountain Gate'!" The few words "

Emperor Shitian" transmitted telepathically to the ears of the Demon Buddha struck him as if by lightning, leaving him speechless for a long time.

Chapter Two: Attacking the Underworld Mountain

Sect—the Underworld Mountain Sect,

a name as hated and feared by the martial arts world as its master, "Yan Huang" Jun Nitian, was the head of the three major demonic sects. However, in the minds of righteous people, this place was almost synonymous with "terror." In reality, it was just a peaceful plain and an ordinary town.

Looking around, the architecture of the Underworld Mountain Sect was not much different from that of an ordinary settlement, and there was no trace of the solemn and heavily guarded atmosphere. The sight of the gates wide open made one wonder if this was truly the headquarters of the three great demonic sects.

In truth, the Mingyue Sect's unwavering strength wasn't built on high walls and deep moats, but on its formidable power that no one dared to easily provoke. Besides its tens of thousands of disciples scattered throughout the land, it also possessed the shadowy assassin group—Shadows! The third-ranked warrior of the demonic path, on par with the "natural enemy" Long Bufei! And the Mingyue Sect Master, "Yan Huang" Jun Nitian, who had held the title of the world's greatest expert for over forty years!

Every disciple within the Mingyue Sect believed that as long as this iron triangle existed within the sect, the Mingyue Sect would be absolutely invincible against any enemy.

They forgot one crucial fact: nothing is absolute!

On the seventh day of the eleventh month of the 343rd year of the Xuanwu calendar, at the Mingyue Sect in Daoye Plain,

this peaceful place was about to undergo an unprecedented bloodbath in its 120-year history!

"?!"

"This feels... a powerful expert has attacked?!"

In his training room, still researching how to achieve perfect harmony between himself and the "Heavenly Will Blade," the Third Under Heaven was suddenly stirred by an unusual tremor in his cold, aloof heart. His sinister eyes flashed with a strange light, and with a flash, he vanished from his spot. On

his way from the training room to the main headquarters entrance, the Third Under Heaven showed a rare look of worry.

"Damn it! How could we have let the enemy get so close without us noticing? What were the disciples guarding the outer perimeter doing? But this feeling... such a powerful aura, almost second only to Master's. Could it be 'Heavenly King' Indra has arrived?" "

The third-ranked figure in the world undoubtedly possesses keen intuition, but he is not omniscient or omnipotent. This intruder, the first in history to break the taboo and invade the 'Mingyue Sect,' was not Emperor Shitian, but someone whose cultivation was no less than that of a 'Heavenly King,' and one of the three giants of the current demonic sect—'Ksitigarbha' Demon Buddha!

Demon Buddha's chubby face wore a amiable smile. No one saw how he appeared; they only knew that he suddenly appeared in the sight of the 'Mingyue Sect' disciples. At first glance, he looked like a traveling merchant trying to sell his goods.

But this was the headquarters of the 'Mingyue Sect,' and there was absolutely no way a traveling merchant could appear here!

'Hello everyone,' Demon Buddha even greeted them with a harmless smile, 'The weather is nice today.'" The disciples of the "

Mingyue Sect" stationed at the entrance to the main headquarters were all elites selected from among the best. Their combat experience was extensive, and their experience in the martial world was considerable. However, no matter how vivid their imaginations, they could never have predicted that on this sunny day, a seemingly amiable, portly merchant would suddenly appear, only to become their mortal killer!

Just as the disciples were reacting, and someone was about to question the identity of this mysterious figure, the portly man, resembling a living Maitreya Buddha, had already made his move.

His speed was beyond the reach of the naked eye.

Wherever the Demon Buddha went, a disciple nearby would let out a sharp scream, followed by a tremor throughout their body, or a gushing of blood from their chest, head, or dantian. Then, with a strange expression on their face, a mixture of pain and ecstasy, they would fall backward.

—None were spared.

The disciples in the arena were all horrified, only to see the Demon Buddha speaking to them in a tone of great compassion and liberation:

"Amitabha... have pity on us mortals, for our suffering is so great. Since you have so much trouble and pain in this world, let this Buddha do you a good deed and send you to the Pure Land sooner!"

His voice was fierce. The sounds

of killing were urgent.

The Demon Buddha, with a Buddha-like smile, unleashed a murderous hand like that of Yama, his obese body seemingly the embodiment of death, leaving a trail of blood wherever he went!

They could only hear the Demon Buddha still smiling and advising, saying: "You should at least put up a little resistance, otherwise it seems like this Buddha is bullying the weak... Ah!" "I accidentally killed another one. I'm not saying this to criticize you, but that's not how you use a knife to cut people..."

He was actually lecturing while killing people!

The Demon Buddha was laughing and talking, "killing one person with one step"! In no time, of the thirty-four disciples responsible for guarding the entrance to the main headquarters, only one squad leader named "Li Ge" was left.

He didn't run away. Disciples of the "Mingyue Sect" were never cowards who feared death.

The Demon Buddha looked at him with the eyes of a wolf eyeing a rabbit, seemingly very curious, and said with a smile, "Why don't you run?"

Faced with death, Li Ge's heart calmed down. He stood ready, sword drawn, and met the Demon Buddha's gaze calmly, saying in a deep voice, "You killed so many of my brothers. I want to avenge them."

"Avenge?" The Demon Buddha seemed to find it utterly ridiculous. "By what?"

"By this sword in my hand!"

Li Ge roared, slashing with all his might at the Demon Buddha's head.

He knew he was no match for this man, but disciples of the "Mingyue Sect" were only warriors who died on the battlefield; there were no cowards who fled for their lives!

The flash of the blade made the Demon Buddha's narrow eyes squint even more. He muttered to himself, "Old Ghost Jun has indeed trained a group of good disciples... When I get back, I must strictly discipline those good-for-nothings in the manor, lest the disciples of the 'Underworld' be outdone by the 'Mingyue Sect'..."

Then he made his move.

Li Ge couldn't even see the "move"!

The Demon Buddha raised his palm, and Li Ge, who was slashing down with all his might, suddenly shuddered violently. A bloody gash appeared on his forehead, and as blood gushed into the sky, his life ended.

As the blood gushed out, Li Ge suddenly felt a strange, eerie, and unprecedented pleasure, a bliss a hundred times more pleasurable than ejaculating inside a woman, as if it had instantly emptied his will and his soul.

Then he lost all sensation.

Before he lost all sensation, deep in his faint consciousness, he seemed to hear an angry shout: "Stop...!" "But then he heard nothing more.

But this wasn't his last thought before he died.

Just as he was experiencing the same death as his companions, and his will was about to crumble, he suddenly remembered the fat man's technique—it seemed to be the legendary 'Extreme Bliss Slaughtering Palm'! And within the Demonic Sect, there should only be one person who could use this palm technique…

Unfortunately, at this point, he couldn't think any further.

After all, he was no match for Demon Buddha, not even qualified to withstand a single blow from the latter.

But his sacrifice wasn't without cost. Because of his and his other disciples' bloody battle, Demon Buddha was intercepted by the timely arrival of the Third Under Heaven before he could even penetrate deeper into the main headquarters.

Because of his sacrifice, many more lives were saved.

To die for righteousness, to sacrifice oneself for justice—these words are easy to say, but not so easy to do. Moreover, those who made this precious sacrifice today were the very members of the Demonic Sect, who were always seen as selfish and harmful. Who can say the Demonic Path is heartless?

When the Third Under Heaven arrived at the scene, this one-sided slaughter had already ended.

'Stop—!!'" "

Even the Third Prince's roar couldn't stop the Demon Buddha from taking a precious life. Watching Li Ge fall into his pool of blood, the Third Prince's anger reached its peak. Without uttering a word, he unleashed the 'Heavenly Will Blade,' carrying unparalleled power, sweeping towards the latter like a tidal wave.

Facing this blade that could scare away gods and demons, the Demon Buddha merely chuckled lightly: 'Third Nephew! It's been so long since we last met. Why do you greet me with such a grand 'gift' upon our first meeting?'" "

He spoke lightly, but facing this attack that combined the fourteenth level of 'Hellwalking' power, even 'Earth Treasury' Demon Buddha, one of the three giants of the Demonic Sect, dared not be careless. His left hand, fingers spread wide, seemingly slowly but actually swiftly enveloped the black blade from a distance. Simultaneously, a strange force field, both cold and hot, yet possessing an incredibly powerful suction, rose from his palm. In an instant, the Third Under Heaven felt as if the entire space was being pulled towards the Demon Buddha's left palm—a bizarre sensation. He immediately remembered that this was the Demon Buddha's signature move, 'Nine Heavens of Ice and Fire.' Countless Daoist and Demonic masters had perished because of this extraordinary ice and fire technique. The Demon Buddha's use of this trump card against him meant he intended to show no mercy and exterminate them all!

The Third Under Heaven coldly snorted, his will merging with the blade, and the tip of the 'Heavenly Will Blade'..." A flash of domineering, powerful, and arrogant black light streaked across the sky. That overwhelming sharpness filled the earth, completely dispelling the spatial collapse caused by the Demon Buddha's extraordinary skill, rendering it utterly ineffective.

A hint of surprise flickered in the Demon Buddha's eyes; he was clearly astonished that the third-ranked master in the world had so easily broken his demonic art. However, he was, after all, one of the world's top masters. He took a slight step back, withdrew his left palm, and flipped his right wrist, unleashing a burst of icy and fiery energy. The entire space instantly transformed into a raging torrent, engulfing the third-ranked master. Furthermore, wisps of yin and yang true energy, like sharp needles, relentlessly sought to invade his meridians. If an ordinary master were to face these two completely different types of true energy simultaneously, they would likely die from vomiting blood upon even slight contact, let alone... It was time to retaliate, demonstrating that Demon Buddha's skill had indeed reached an astonishing level.

The reason Jun Tianxie witnessed such a miserable defeat during the "Uncharted Tree Sea" wasn't because Demon Buddha was weak, but because "Heavenly Sword and Absolute Blade" Ding Chenyi was simply too strong! Otherwise, even against "King Yama" Jun Nitian, Demon Buddha wouldn't have suffered such a crushing defeat.

The Third Under Heaven remained fearless, wielding his blade with one hand and flashing it from an unbelievable angle, striking Demon Buddha with lightning speed, targeting the latter's strongest point. His originally gloomy expression transformed into a majestic, godlike aura, making one believe this strike would shake the heavens and earth.

Demon Buddha cursed inwardly, knowing that the Third Under Heaven was fully aware of his inferior skill, yet he still relentlessly attacked with all his might. A direct confrontation was a calculated move, taking advantage of the unfavorable terrain and the enemy's disparity. He was unwilling to engage in a brute-force battle, like throwing stones at each other; otherwise, even a gruesome victory would leave him with no strength to break through the encirclement.

Fortunately, he had already devised a countermeasure against this possible tactic before setting out. With a cold laugh, he grabbed and released two vortexes of energy, one hot and one cold, simultaneously pushing them outwards. The cunning and elusive vortex burst forth, forcefully breaking through the third-ranked swordsman's blade energy. The three unparalleled true energies collided, sending both men flying back three zhang.

At this moment, the other members of the Mingyue Sect had also heard the commotion and rushed forward, but before they could join the battle, the third-ranked swordsman shouted: "I can handle this alone! You all immediately return to your posts and guard against any intrusion by other enemies. Anyone who disobeys will be punished according to sect rules! No mercy!" "

He had no choice but to give this order.

In a duel between top masters, there was simply no room for these disciples whose martial arts were only second-rate to interfere. Keeping them here would only be a futile death, and might even create openings that shouldn't have been made.

The disciples who had rushed over retreated like a tide. Even if the third-ranked master in the world didn't mention the sect rules, they never thought that the one-armed warrior, who was only second to the sect leader, would be defeated, right? In fact, in the minds of the Mingyue sect members, the third-ranked master in the world was almost synonymous with "victory."

Almost at the same time, the Demon Buddha let out a triumphant laugh: "Nephew! Do you know that this is exactly what I've been waiting for you to say?" Before he could finish speaking

, he had already pounced on the opponent like a whirlwind. The third-ranked fighter in the world was surprised by the sudden change in his opponent's fighting style, but confident in his own strength, he feared nothing. He unleashed three swift strikes simultaneously with the "Heavenly Will Blade," and then, with a miraculous skill, the three strikes merged into one, doubling their power. The "Peerless Demon Blade," carrying an invisible true power capable of slicing through all delusions, swept towards the Demon Buddha like a tidal wave of heavenly blade energy.

The Demon Buddha laughed loudly: "It's time for you to witness my true abilities!" "

The Demon Buddha formed a hand seal, and the icy and fiery energy suddenly erupted, surging out like an undercurrent and sweeping everything away like a whirlwind. The surrounding space collapsed and slammed into the Third Under Heaven. The latter groaned, feeling as if he were being pierced by dozens of ice spikes and fire pillars at the same time, but the characteristic of 'Hellwalk' was that the more it was blocked, the stronger it became! With a loud shout, the black giant wings cut through the ice and fire barrier, and it looked like they were about to strike the Demon Buddha's head!

The Demon Buddha shouted and clapped his hands together, 'Clear Hands to Catch a Blade'! He intercepted the blade at the last second."

At the critical moment of life and death, Demon Buddha held nothing back. He unleashed the full power of his "Nine Heavens of Ice and Fire

," piercing through the blade and striking directly at the Third Under Heaven. The Third Under Heaven felt as if he were in an icy furnace, the extreme heat and cold coursing through his meridians simultaneously. His face alternated between deathly pale and blood-red, a terrifying sight, causing him unbearable suffering! He could only muster the power of fifteen layers of "Hellwalk" to resist, a contest of whose energy flow was longer.

Even the peerless blade of the "Heavenly Will Blade" seemed unable to withstand the torment of these two forces; the blade turned black and dull, emitting a painful hum.

At that moment, a hand radiating boundless light silently imprinted itself on the Third Under Heaven's back.

The Third Under Heaven wasn't entirely unprepared, but this was, after all, the headquarters of the "Mingyue Sect," his own territory. Moreover, the attacker's skill was unbelievably high, even surpassing his own. The Heart-Shattering Palm technique had been refined to a silent and colorless level, easily penetrating the fifteenth level of the "Hellwalk" protective power. This attack completely dissipated his true energy, leaving him powerless to resist the Demon Buddha. His ice and fire true energy froze his meridians and burned his veins, resulting in the bizarre sight of his left half being frozen and his right half being burned. The

Third Under Heaven knew this was a life-or-death moment. Despite the sudden attack, damaged meridians, and dissipated true energy, he gritted his teeth and unleashed his strongest potential for pain to counterattack. With a roar, the power of the "Hellwalk" technique erupted like a mountain torrent, shaking off the two attackers from the front and back.

After forcing the two back, the Third Under Heaven was powerless to continue. He felt dizzy and nearly fell, only managing to stand by relying on his "Heavenly Will Blade" for support. Blood trickled from his mouth, his face was deathly green, and his venomous eyes glared at the person who had attacked him from behind. All

he saw was a blinding light.

"Heavenly King—Emperor—Shi—Tian—!" the Third Under Heaven cried out hatefully, staring at the light.

The figure within the light said loudly, "Indeed, Third Nephew. It's a pity we meet under such circumstances."

The Third Under Heaven coughed a few times, his upper garment stained crimson with blood, his expression fearless as he coldly glanced at Emperor Shi.

"So that's how it is. I was also wondering how the cunning Demon Buddha could have broken the balance of power among the three great demonic sects and attacked our sect without regard for the consequences? So it's because we reached an agreement, 'Heaven and Earth join forces to attack Mingyue,' is that it?" "

Emperor Shitian sighed leisurely, "Third Nephew, you are a wise man. I won't beat around the bush and will speak frankly. The divided Demonic Sect must eventually be unified, and your master and you are the biggest obstacles to this unification. They must be eliminated separately."

"Unification of the Demonic Sect? What a high-sounding reason!" The Third Under Heaven sneered, "If you truly want to unify the Demonic Sect, in terms of strength and prestige, who in the Demonic Path today is capable of this great task besides my master? You used such a despicable sneak attack, and even chose to launch a large-scale attack when my master was not in the sect. Is this the style of the world-renowned 'Heavenly King' and 'Earthly Treasury'? It's hard to believe that my master would be on par with people like you!"

Demon Buddha chuckled, "Those who achieve great things do not concern themselves with trifles! The inability to recognize this point, which should be the golden rule of the Demonic Sect, is the reason why you two, master and disciple, are destined to fail."

"Only asking about the goal, not the means, is this your answer?" "The Third Under Heaven laughed bitterly, "Two of the three grandmasters of the Demonic Sect actually used a joint sneak attack against a junior. Even if you could kill me today, how could you silence the world's gossip? Besides..."

"Master will never let you go!"

Upon hearing the name of the number one under heaven, "Yan Huang" Jun Nitian, both Mo Tuofo and Di Shitian in the light flashed an unnatural expression for a moment, but that expression was fleeting. Mo Tuofo quickly pushed up his fat face and chuckled, "If your master can return alive from the 'Sea of Trees Without Entry,' we will naturally worry about the 'Yan Huang's' wrath and retaliation, but that is not something you, my nephew, can witness!"

The Third Under Heaven's pale face regained a little color, and he nodded, "As expected, you knew in advance that Master was away, which is why you dared to plot against our sect. Such a tight and perfect plan, and such a clear understanding of Master's personality, must be the work of my junior brother, right?" "

Exactly!" "Emperor Shitian suddenly shook his palms, and the scorching light was completely unaffected by space, instantly closing in on the third-ranked person in the world.

"Now that you know everything, nephew, you can die in peace!"

At the same time, in the Uncharted Tree Sea,

a tall and imposing figure, like a demon god, with an incomparably handsome face, was as deep and cold as a rock, as if there was nothing or no one in the world worthy of his emotions.

"It's been so long... so long that I've almost forgotten this feeling... this feeling of anticipation and excitement..." The

number one person in the demonic path—"Yanhuang" Jun Nitian—raised his head and murmured, his eyes revealing a complex and unfathomable divine light, as deep and empty as the universe. His body, standing with his hands behind his back, did not move at all, but in the blink of an eye, he traversed a distance of dozens of feet, as if it were a continuous teleportation, arriving at the outer edge of the Tree Sea in an instant.

"Very close... I can feel this 'strong' feeling!" "Your senses are no less than mine..." Jun Nitian's eyes flashed with a cold light, like Yama, the King of Hell, who had truly emerged from the underworld.

"You know me as well as I know you."

Jun Nitian's eyes shot out a chilling light, fixing on the strange human figure that appeared before him like a ghost, its body wrapped in branches and withered leaves.

"That's right! You are the opponent I have been waiting for for sixty years."

Jun Nitian's gaze was like lightning as he spoke in a deep voice.

"'Heavenly Sword and Absolute Blade' Ding Chenyi! I will fight you!"

Chapter Three: The Strongest Battle

"Who are you?" Ding Chenyi asked in a hoarse cracking sound like a giant tree being chopped in half.

"The Sect Master of 'Mingyue Sect,' Jun Nitian." Jun Nitian said proudly.

Ding Chenyi turned his head and said: "Mingyue Sect... I remember the Sect Master should be 'Demon Lord' Nangong Hantian, right?" "

Jun Nitian sneered, "Nangong Hantian was the sect leader of the previous two generations. His son, Nangong Po, was the previous sect leader, and he was killed by me! The bloodline of the Nangong clan ended there. You have been in seclusion for over a hundred years, and you are unaware of many worldly affairs. This cannot be blamed on you."

Ding Chenyi's eyes flashed with a cold light colder than ice, and he said, "In all these years, you are the first person to dare to speak to me like this!"

Jun Nitian smiled and said, "In all these years, you are also the first person to dare to say this to me."

Ding Chenyi asked, "Was it that fat man from the 'Underworld' who leaked my secret of living in seclusion within the Sea of Trees? Or was it a little devil with an evil aura?"

Jun Nitian said indifferently, "Does that matter?"

"I know even if you don't say it," Ding Chenyi said, "You and that little devil have similar auras between your brows. I understand astrology, and blood ties are the most undeniable thing. That little devil is your son! Isn't that right?" "

So what if it is? So what if it isn't?" Jun Nitian remained noncommittal.

"If it is, then prepare to send your short-lived son to his death." Ding Chenyi's eyes suddenly flashed with murderous intent as he coldly said.

"Ugh!"

Inside the carriage heading towards the "Sea of Trees," Jun Tianxie suddenly showed a pained expression, clutching his chest, and rolled off the carriage onto the road.

"Damn it! That old monster really did it!"

"Jun boy! What's wrong with you?!"

Master Gui, seeing this, quickly stopped the car and got out to check on Jun Tianxie's condition. Although he was still full of complaints and questions about Jun Tianxie's "explanation," he was still the only guide at this stage, and any accident would be troublesome.

Large beads of sweat streamed uncontrollably down Jun Tianxie's face. His limbs and body convulsed violently, his fingers digging almost bloody marks into the ground. A bulging vein in his heart, shaped like a sharp sword, was slowly "stabbing" towards his vitals.

"Ugh! Even the 'Evil Nirvana' couldn't suppress this deadly sword energy. The old monster's power is indeed not to be underestimated!"

Originally, Jun Tianxie hadn't been seriously worried about the "Sword Soul" hidden within his body, relying on the "Evil Nirvana" which could neutralize the characteristics of all martial arts techniques. He hadn't expected that the old fox was indeed cunning. Repeated attempts to probe it had failed to detect its presence, and he had even thought it was just a tactic Ding Chenyi used to intimidate him. But when it struck, it was so deadly! So, the old monster who had lived for over two decades was indeed not to be underestimated?

"The 'Heavenly Heart Sword Soul' was activated so urgently, it must have run into that dead old ghost! Heh... A duel between the strongest beings from two generations apart is sure to be spectacular! It would be best if they both perished... Ugh!" "The sword energy is about to pierce my heart..."

This is no time for gloating! Jun Tianxie rolled on the ground in a sorry state, using all his strength, even the strength he had when he was a child, to push the "Transformation Technique" to its fullest extent, but he still couldn't dispel the deadly sword energy that was like the scythe of death, relentlessly pressing towards his heart. The shadow of death had already loomed over him.

Fortunately, he still had a "backup plan."

Even the experienced Master Turtle was somewhat at a loss in the face of this sudden change, and asked nervously:

"Hey! Kid... what's wrong with you? Don't cause me any trouble at this time!"

Despite being in so much pain that his facial features were distorted, Jun Tianxie still managed to squeeze out a hoarse voice.

"Quickly... use all your strength... hit me with a palm strike..."

Master Turtle was stunned when he heard this: "What did you say?" He wondered if Jun Tianxie had lost his mind.

Jun Tianxie gritted his teeth and said: "Quickly... I don't have time... to explain... quickly hit me with a palm strike..." " Hurry up!"

"Are you serious?" Master Turtle still hesitated. He knew that even the "Heavenly King" Indra might not be able to withstand his full-force attack, let alone Jun Tianxie!

Jun Tianxie used his last bit of strength to shout hoarsely, "Stop talking nonsense! Hurry up!"

Master Turtle was completely bewildered by Jun Tianxie's condition. Finally, he decided to try anything, saying, "You asked for this! Don't blame me if you die."

He raised his right palm, and the "Six Yang Divine Fire Mirror" circulated throughout. The incomparably intense true yang fire energy forced his palm to turn crimson, and the waves of heat seemed to melt and deform even the void. Looking at Jun Tianxie rolling on the ground, he steeled his heart and slammed down with his palm.

"Boom!" "

A raging, overwhelming force invaded his body. The Six Yang Fire Force, which would have been enough to burn him to ashes, instead triggered the 'Sword Soul' that Ding Chenyi had previously planted, which was now intent on killing him. Stimulated by this new external force, the latter turned to attack. This was because Ding Chenyi's initial 'setting' was to inject sword energy so that Jun Tianxie could save his life when facing a powerful enemy. Jun Tianxie was now using this to 'kill with a borrowed knife'!

The essence of the sword, forged through countless trials, erupted in reverse due to the intrusion of the external force. The killing intent of Extinction and Sorrow, and the sharp, cold aura, were enough to ignite the flames. The magnificent torrent swallowed the raging fire force and even turned against Master Turtle.

'This...this powerful sword energy?!'" "

Master Turtle, whose good intentions were met with no reward, was unaware that he was facing the strongest sword energy in the history of martial arts. He only knew that his Six Yang True Fire Force was easily broken by the seemingly endless burst of sword energy within Jun Tianxie's body, and then the energy turned against him, leaving him no chance to escape. He could only take a deep breath and force out twelve percent of the power of the Six Yang Divine Fire Mirror to clash head-on with the true power of the Sword Soul.

In this straightforward, head-on clash, the absolute difference in their levels was immediately apparent. Even though Master Turtle possessed profound skills accumulated over sixty years, he was still no match for Ding Chenyi's Heavenly Sword Absolute Blade, whose innate sword energy, exceeding two sixty years and seemingly possessing the boundless power of heaven and earth, was more than enough.

With a scream, the sword energy burst forth from his body, and Master Turtle coughed up blood and retreated wildly, his ribs shattered, a testament to the severity of his injuries.

"You brat...! You...!"

" You framed me!" Before the four words could be uttered, Jun Tianxie had already leaped up from the ground like a leopard, darting into Master Turtle's blind spot like a zigzagging lightning bolt. Seizing his opponent's weakest moment, his right claw reached out and gripped the latter's neck.

"You…?!"

His bloodshot eyes revealed a mixture of shock and anger, and a hint of fear of death.

Understanding the unspoken question, Jun Tianxie smiled easily, but his grip remained firm. He said leisurely, "Master, don't blame me. I had no choice. Blame Ding Chenyi for planting the 'Sword Soul' within me!"

Master Turtle seemed to understand everything, hissing, "You…you used me…to remove the restriction Ding Chenyi placed within you…?!"

"Clever." Jun Tianxie shrugged and smiled nonchalantly, saying frankly, "I didn't want to do this either, but to prevent the Master's possible revenge from keeping me up at night, I have to apologize, even if it's taking advantage of his vulnerability. However, Master's last wish—to rescue my brother Ding Shenzhao—I will definitely fulfill for you. Rest in peace, Master!"

He deliberately misinterpreted the other's wishes to the very end, proving that Jun Tianxie was truly a heartless monster. To ensure his enemy had no chance of recovery, this "monster" unleashed his full power, his "Nirvana Annihilation Claw" grabbing onto Master Turtle's head.

"Farewell, Master."

After a cold laugh, there was a sharp crack! With a muffled crack, Master Turtle's head was crushed to pieces by Jun Tianxie! The headless corpse, carrying the resentment of the dead, lay in a pool of blood.

A renowned swordsmith, a reclusive old man whose skill rivaled that of the three giants of the Demonic Sect, had died so mysteriously at the hands of Jun Tianxie, at the age of seventy-one.

Jun Tianxie, who had escaped death by calculation and luck, wiped the cold sweat from his brow, gazing at Master Turtle's corpse on the ground, his eyes devoid of any remorse.

"It's either you die or I die… of course, it's better for you to die than for me!" His gaze drifted into the distance, a faint smile playing on his lips: "Since the strongest battle here has already begun, the offensive and defensive battles on the other side must be in full swing too… Senior Brother! Facing two grandmasters of the Demonic Sect alone, can you still survive to pursue Sister Tianjiao…?" "

Sword Soul" and Ding Chenyi were of one mind and body. The person involved in "accidentally hitting the secondary vehicle" could definitely feel it. Ding Chenyi's face darkened, while Jun Nitian, with a knowing smile, casually glanced at him and said,

"How is it? It seems my son's life isn't as easy to take as I thought!"

Ding Chenyi, after all, was a grandmaster, having cultivated a century of solitary meditation. His emotional fluctuations were only momentary. He understood the difficulty of facing this enemy; a slight lapse in concentration could destroy a century of hard work. His mind was calm, reaching the ultimate state of "forgetting the sword when you have the sword, forgetting the knife when you have the knife."

Jun Nitian's eyes suddenly flashed with a sharp light, his face cold as if devoid of emotion. At the same time, killing intent filled the air, and the temperature plummeted to an unbearable level.

Ding Chenyi knew his opponent was about to attack and shook his head regretfully, saying, "Why this trouble?"

Jun Nitian laughed wildly, "Because I need to blast you down to prove my strength!" Because you are a rare and formidable opponent! And also because… hey! There are so many reasons! All you need to know is that if you don't fight with your full strength, you will die by my hand today! Wake up and prepare to receive my attack! "Heavenly Sword and Absolute Blade," Ding Chenyi!

Ding Chenyi's withered eyes finally revealed a hint of anger.

"You and your son have pushed us too far. Perhaps today I will have to unleash a massacre!"

"The Way of the Heavenly Sword—All things become swords!"

Ding Chenyi's deep shout was like a thunderclap, yet surprisingly, he made no follow-up movement. Jun Nitian, who had already gathered all his strength, preparing to withstand a potentially devastating attack from any direction, was caught off guard and momentarily stunned, but at the same time, a sense of foreboding arose in his heart.

Suddenly, dozens of long, withered vine-like objects sprouted from the ground, instantly binding his feet tightly.

At the same time, Ding Chenyi's right hand formed a sword with his five fingers together, following a beautiful, seemingly natural arc. The transcendent sword intent he unintentionally released transformed everything around him, both tangible and intangible, into sword energy, forming a dense, sealing barrier like stars surrounding the moon. That domineering sword intent pierced through the air, aiming straight for Jun Nitian's face! With just this sword strike that turned the impossible into the possible, no more than five people in the world could evade it.

Jun Nitian's face showed not surprise but delight. Such an opponent was exactly what he had sought all his life; this trip had indeed been worthwhile!

He was also one of the top experts of the time, on par with Ding Chenyi. After praising, "Good!", his eyes shone with a cold, divine light, like two stars in a cold night. The deathly aura of "Hellwalk" reached his legs, and the vines binding him withered and broke instantly, posing no threat whatsoever.

"An eye for an eye, so take a look at my 'Peerless Demon Blade'!"

With a deep shout, his left hand slashed out from an unbelievable angle. The speed was incredibly slow, yet perfectly natural, without a trace of artifice. It was as if one were in a nightmare, watching the blade come hurtling towards them, yet the shadow of death lingered. The strangest thing was that the "slowness" of his blade met the "speed" of Ding Chenyi's Heavenly Sword perfectly. Just thinking about the difference was enough to make one feel nauseous and want to vomit blood.

"Boom!" The "

Heavenly Sword" and the "Demon Blade" clashed head-on, their combined power of nearly three hundred years exploding outwards like a torrent. The overwhelming force devoured everything in its path, leaving nearby ancient trees scarred and the ground ravaged as if plowed by an iron ox.

Such destructive power in their very first exchange—Jun Nitian and Ding Chenyi truly lived up to their reputation as the strongest representatives of their time.

After the clash, Jun Nitian took a half-step back, his hands hanging limply. A fleeting bluish tinge crossed his handsome face, his eyes sharp and deep, as he coldly said, "Indeed, excellent martial arts!"

Ding Chenyi drifted backward like a withered leaf, slowly landing back on the ground, his expression unchanged, only his voice becoming hoarseer, "You're not bad either."

Jun Nitian laughed loudly, "Good!" Of all the opponents I've faced in my life, only Brother Ding can be considered my true nemesis. Even I lack the confidence to defeat you. It's a pity you have other things on your mind and cannot fight with your full strength. If this ultimate battle continues, it will inevitably be shrouded in disgrace!"

Ding Chenyi said calmly. "Don't deceive yourself either. Which of your strikes wasn't held back? I'm not the only one who dares not go all out because of the fear of mutual destruction."

Jun Nitian laughed even more gleefully, "I knew I hadn't misjudged Brother Ding! Since we both agree this battle is unwinnable, why not arrange another time and place so we can complete this fateful battle to our hearts' content!"

Ding Chenyi's eyes flashed with a sharp light, then dimmed again. "I must wait until your son finds my descendants before I can answer your question."

Jun Nitian smiled slightly, "My son has been neglected since childhood; many times even I, his father, cannot control him."

A glint of murderous intent flashed in Ding Chenyi's eyes as he said, "If I encounter your son again, I will definitely kill him!" Jun

Nitian, as if listening to something completely unrelated to himself, calmly smiled and said, "Excellent! That rebellious son only thinks about killing his father and stealing his mother all day long. I've wanted to kill him cleanly for a long time. If Brother Ding is willing to do it for me, that would be more than I could ask for."

Even with Ding Chenyi's deep experience, he was taken aback upon hearing this, unable to understand the complex relationship between this father and son.

Jun Nitian's expression turned cold, and he looked up at the sky and said indifferently, "To be honest, Brother Ding, in the blink of an eye when we clashed swords, a sense of foreboding welled up in my heart. Many things that had troubled me before suddenly became clear. I suddenly remembered that my son used a trick to lure me away from the mountain, making Brother Ding and me fight here, while he himself attracted an enemy to attack. I have been too lenient with that rebellious son, and now he has been swatting flies on the tiger's head. It is only right that I have brought this upon myself." "Ha!"

The final dry laugh was surprisingly filled with boundless killing intent.

Ding Chenyi coldly said, "I have no say in your family affairs, but the life of my grandson is now in his hands. Even the Emperor himself cannot kill him until he brings him to me!"

Jun Nitian laughed loudly, "This is really something! The father wants to kill his son, but an unrelated outsider wants to protect him, all for the sake of his grandson. How are we supposed to settle this mess?"

Ding Chenyi remained silent, his face cold and stern, clearly not appreciating Jun Nitian's humor.

After Jun Nitian stopped laughing, he said softly, "Brother Ding, you can rest assured. I have no intention of dealing with that rebellious son yet, at least not until he becomes strong enough. He is the strongest future opponent I am cultivating. There is no need to pluck the fruit before it is ripe."

Ding Chenyi stared at him for a long time without saying a word, before finally saying, "You and your son have both gone mad." Jun Nitian smiled and said, "

We are both prone to madness, so let's cut to the chase! I agree to wait until Brother Ding finds his descendants before we fight again, but Brother Ding must also promise me that I will not use my final blow on his rebellious son before our battle is decided! Breaking his legs is no problem."

Ding Chenyi said in a deep voice, "What if I say no?"

Jun Nitian's gaze shifted to Ding Chenyi, and he said slowly, word by word, "Then I will risk aggravating my internal injuries and will be determined to settle things with Brother Ding today. You must know that no matter who wins, they will inevitably lose more than 80% of their power and will need ten years of secluded cultivation to recover. Before we have made arrangements for our future, I believe neither you nor I want to take that final step."

Ding Chenyi smiled bitterly and said, "If we're talking about negotiation skills, you and your son are second or third, and no one would dare to claim to be number one."

Jun Nitian said calmly, "So you're agreeing." Ding Chenyi stared at him for a moment before saying calmly, "

If you had come to challenge me to a duel a year ago, I would have fought you without hesitation. I don't know if you believe me, but although I made a mistake in cultivating the Daoist's Ascension to Immortality and couldn't advance to a true Celestial Immortal, I was still at least a Half-Celestial Immortal, possessing an immortal body that transcends the mortal realm. I was more qualified than you to fight this 'war of attrition'! The reason I agreed to postpone this battle is because I needed to save time and energy to train another 'Heavenly Sword and Absolute Blade'!"

Jun Nitian nodded and said, "Presumably, it's the only remaining incense offering of your Ding clan."

Ding Chenyi said, "Exactly! I believe that in the future, the martial world will be dominated by your son and my Ding clan's descendants."

Jun Nitian said, "Then, my rebellious son will definitely find a way to become his friend, not his enemy."

A trace of sadness suddenly flashed across Ding Chenyi's calm face, and he said in a low voice, "This is exactly what I'm most worried about." "

Jun Nitian laughed heartily and said, 'Let the youngsters handle their own affairs! There's only so much we can do! Don't you agree, my friend?'" Friend

? Jun Nitian actually called Ding Chenyi a friend? Perhaps in his mind, only a powerhouse like Ding Chenyi was worthy of his acquaintance.

Ding Chenyi didn't reply, but gave a slight nod in response, it was unclear whether he agreed with Jun Nitian's words or with the form of address.

The form of address "friend"!

Jun Nitian turned to leave, but after taking only a few steps, he stopped, pondered for a moment, and said, "What's the name of the only remaining member of your Ding family?"

Ding Chenyi replied, "Ding Shenzhao."

"Ding Shenzhao! I foresee that these three words will soon be famous throughout the world." Jun Nitian sighed to the heavens, then turned and drifted away without looking back.

Chapter Four: Formation, Existence, Decay, and Emptiness

"You think you can kill me like this! You're still a long way off!"

The Third Under Heaven roared angrily, advancing instead of retreating. With a wave of his left hand, a crescent-shaped black light suddenly burst forth. Black and white light pulled and tore at each other in the void. In the end, the Third Under Heaven, heavily injured and weak, could not continue and was repelled by the divine power of light. There was no longer a single unscathed spot on his body.

"Third Nephew, look how hard you're fighting! The outcome is already obvious, why fight like a cornered beast? Put down your weapon and rest!"

A gentle and pleasant voice entered his ears as if it could soothe the wounds of the soul, but the Third Nephew knew that this was the despicable "Soul-Eating Demonic Sound" used by the Demon Buddha to weaken his fighting will. Under normal circumstances, he would not be afraid of such methods, but now that his energy was depleted and his power had greatly diminished, he could not take this demonic sound lightly. He couldn't help but hate the other party's viciousness and the fact that he was trying to kill him by any means necessary.

"Shadow only obeys the sect leader's orders. If we don't stop them here, the sect will have no strength left to contend with these two great demons, and the casualties will be extremely heavy... Even if we have to die here today, we cannot let them cross the line!"

The Third Under Heaven made up his mind, bit his tongue hard, and used the pain to help him concentrate. He shouted, and the "Heavenly Will Blade" transformed into nineteen bolts of lightning, crisscrossing and flying, slashing towards the Demon Buddha who was catching up behind him!

The Demon Buddha was greatly surprised, obviously not expecting that the other party still had such a tenacious will and stamina despite being seriously injured. However, he was, after all, a master-level figure in the Demonic Sect. He remained calm in the face of danger, formed a hand seal, and used the unique Yin-Yang synergy of the "Nine Heavens of Ice and Fire" to first bend and gather into an arc-shaped defensive wall, and then blast it outward with a pushing force.

A chilling black light filled the space, yet none could sever the ice and fire barrier erected by the Demon Buddha. The Third Under Heaven took a deep breath, preparing to unleash another powerful strike, when a surge of blood rushed to his head, and he involuntarily coughed up a mouthful of blood, a sign that his inner energy was nearing depletion.

The Demon Buddha, seizing the opportunity, was overjoyed. His ice and fire force field shifted from defense to offense, the fragmented area of confinement preventing his opponent from moving freely. Full of confidence, he aimed upwards, ready to deliver a fatal blow to the Third Under Heaven.

"Seven Heavens of Ice and Fire—Water and Fire

Cannot Coexist!" Two opposing forces, which should have been mutually repelling, were forcibly compressed by the Demon Buddha, creating a destructive effect that multiplied exponentially. If this palm strike landed squarely, the Third Under Heaven would surely perish!

"No more hesitation! Use your ultimate move!"

The Third Under Heaven suddenly closed his eyes, not out of fear of impending death, but because he needed to temporarily shut down his six senses—sight, hearing, smell, taste, and touch—in order to unleash the move he didn't want to use. He had to face certain death to survive; only after the extinction of Brahma could Buddha be born!

Indra was the only one in the arena to sense this unusual fluctuation, but he didn't remind the "probably" ally, Demon Buddha. He even adopted a somewhat spectator's attitude, letting the Third Under Heaven make his move.

The Third Under Heaven brandished his sword, and flames seemed to explode on the surface of the "Heavenly Will Sword." The flames were black—black flames! They burned not only tangible things, but even the intangible void! Demon Buddha sensed the Third Under Heaven's black sword, which seemed to transform into a giant torch capable of melting and burning even space and time, slashing wildly towards him.

"He was clearly severely injured by me and Indra, how could he still have the strength to unleash such a powerful sword technique?!"

Demon Buddha was filled with doubt and surprise, but the attack was already launched like an arrow, impossible to stop. He could only grit his teeth and raise his power from the seventh level to ninety-eighths of his original strength, unleashing the "Water and Fire Incompatible" technique head-on against the third-ranked black flame in the world.

"Boom!"

Demon Buddha's fat body shuddered, as if he had crashed into an iron plate while running at full speed. He felt extremely uncomfortable and frustrated, as if his soul was about to be devoured by the Brahma-Extinction Flame. He quickly struck his chest, spitting out a mouthful of blood before regaining consciousness. However, the blue-and-white stone slab beneath his feet had cracked with spiderweb-like fissures due to his excessive force.

"Damn it! What kind of sword technique is this? Its power seems to be even greater than Indra's 'Heavenly Bright Fire'?!" Before the questions

could be answered, the Third Under Heaven unleashed another slash, its force as swift as thunder and lightning, leaving no room for pause. The sword intent, imbued with domineering power, death, sorrow, destruction, and… Buddhist and Taoist essence, resembled a final judgment, leaving Demon Buddha utterly defenseless!

To withstand this strike, seemingly capable of annihilating even Brahma, required a considerable sacrifice. Whether Demon Buddha was willing to make that sacrifice was unknown, as he wasn't fighting the Third Under Heaven alone.

"Damn it! Indra! Are you just going to stand by and watch? This goes against our original agreement!" "

Indra snorted coldly. Although he did want to see if the third-ranked swordsman in the world could force out the true strength of the cunning Ksitigarbha, it was not advisable to turn against him now while ensuring the alliance remained intact. Suddenly, with a long roar, a beam of light shot out from his hand. The speed of light was boundless, allowing him to arrive first and block the "Heavenly Will Sword" and the Demon Buddha. Although the third-ranked swordsman in the world was infused with the power of the Brahma Annihilation Demon, capable of killing gods and Buddhas alike, it still took a fraction of a second to strike." The pillar of light was cleaved through, and the Demon Buddha, taking advantage of that one-thousandth of a second of opening, dodged the fatal blow!

Having forced back and wounded one of the three giants of the Demonic Sect, "Earth Treasury" Demon Buddha, with just two strikes, the Third Under Heaven, having achieved this remarkable feat, unusually did not press his advantage or attempt a breakout. Instead, he sheathed his sword and leaned against the ground, his face almost transparently pale, seemingly revealing even the veins beneath, giving off an eerily terrifying aura. The

expert, Indra, immediately understood the situation and coldly said, "So that's how it is! You used 'Brahma Annihilation' to forcibly enhance your combat abilities, integrating this self-destructive power beyond its limits into the 'Peerless Demon Blade,' unleashing unprecedented destructive force. However, operating such a self-destructive technique, even if you survive today, will shorten your lifespan by ten years! Is it worth it?"

The Third Under Heaven, with his eyes closed, calmly replied, "As long as I can kill you two beasts, it's absolutely worth it." "

Having regained his breath, the Demon Buddha's eyes flashed with cold light, his face shrouded in an ominous dark cloud, and his words revealed a strong killing intent.

"Foolish dreamer! In your current state, you can only unleash three more demonic blade strikes at most, and once your strength is exhausted, I will use the most cruel methods to slowly torture you to death, inch by inch!"

"Then what are you waiting for?" the Third Under Heaven said, "Come and try to kill me."

"Want to die! I'll send you on your way!"

With a cold shout, the Demon Buddha moved as if shrinking the distance, his ten fingers like a giant dragon with bared fangs, closing in on the Third Under Heaven, the aura of death as clear as a brand.

The Third Under Heaven calmly raised the black greatsword in his hand, closed his eyes and whispered: "Brahma Extinction Demon Blade - Rebirth of No Thought!" The black flames on the "

Heavenly Will Blade" suddenly blazed and coalesced into a deathly image resembling a skull. Its imposing aura and oppressive force were unparalleled. The "Brahma-Extinction Demon Blade," fueled by its own lifespan, slashed back at the Demon Buddha with a chilling, annihilating killing intent.

The Demon Buddha roared, "Still using that trick? Useless!" Though he feigned bravado, his hands dared not falter. He moved with incredible speed, his left hand holding fire, his right hand ice, and with a palm strike, he unleashed his ultimate technique, "Unbreakable Five Finger Mountain," clamping down firmly on the demonic blade strike launched by the third-ranked demon in the world!

As expected of "Earth Treasury," one of the three giants of the Demonic Sect, if he were to unleash his true power, even the third-ranked demon in the world, prepared to risk his life, would still find it difficult to guarantee victory.

Moreover, his opponents included another "Heavenly King" who was absolutely no less powerful than Mo Tuofo!

"This battle has dragged on for too long; it's time to end it."

This seemingly soliloquy revealed Di Shitian's intention to disregard the rules of the martial world and join forces with Mo Tuofo to deal with the Third Under Heaven first.

"Sun-Extinguishing Blade!"

Di Shitian roared, unleashing a magnificent blade of energy propelled by ten thousand rays of light, its whistling sound shaking the very soul. Those who dared to block it were utterly defeated. Seeing that the Third Under Heaven was completely defenseless, the blade was aimed directly at his back, aiming to finish off this top warrior of the "Mingyue Sect" in a single move! The

Third Under Heaven was locked in a battle of internal energy with Mo Tuofo, completely unable to move. Just as Di Shitian's radiant blade was about to pierce him from front to back, something impossible happened: the blade changed direction midway through its trajectory, now thrusting towards Mo Tuofo's front!

The Demon Buddha was shocked and enraged, shouting, "Indra! How dare you trick me?!"

Fortunately, he held the upper hand in this confrontation and was able to withdraw at will. Even so, he couldn't help but feel a surge of bloodlust, and his shock and anger were beyond words.

"I didn't...!"

But Indra himself looked completely bewildered... Wait, he didn't even know when he had released his "Undying Light Body"! When he realized this, the horror on his face deepened.

"Someone is playing tricks!"

Both of them were among the best in the world. After calming down a bit, they immediately thought of the possibility of external intervention. As if to confirm their guess, a handsome scholar in flowing robes, with long black sideburns, a purple crystal necklace, and deep, endless black pupils that seemed to pierce through the unknowable secrets of heaven, entered the arena with a smile. With a feather fan and a silk turban, he seemed to be the reincarnation of the dashing Zhou Yu from storytelling tales.

The Demon Buddha asked with surprise and doubt, "Who are you?" When the two major forces of heaven and earth decided to join forces to attack the "Netherworld Mountain Gate", they had of course taken into account that the King of Hell was not in the gate and the remaining resistance strength of the enemy. They even had a grasp of the number of the most mysterious "Shadows". However, in the planning of launching the attack, they never considered the person in front of them.

The newcomer didn't answer, but walked straight to the Third Under Heaven, supporting him and asking, "How are you feeling?"

The Third Under Heaven, wielding the "Brahma-Extinguishing Demon Blade," which harmed both himself and others, was barely managing to fight despite his depleted energy. He was already suffering from five types of tuberculosis and seven types of injuries, his internal energy surging and churning, causing excruciating pain in his meridians. However, he was incredibly stubborn by nature, not even uttering a sound, only resolutely shaking his head and saying,

"I'm fine! Thank you for your concern, Mr. Yun."

The Third Under Heaven, with his keen eye, could easily see through his bravado. A bitter smile appeared on his lips as he said apologetically, "I'm sorry! I arrived a step late because I had to set up the formation, leaving you to fight alone until now. I'm truly sorry! You did a good job. Leave the rest to me, Yun."

The Third Under Heaven's pale face swayed from side to side as he said, "No... these two are no ordinary people... they are the 'Heavenly King' and 'Earthly Treasury,' who are on par with my master! You alone... can't handle them..."

The newcomer laughed, "Don't worry!" "If I cannot defeat him by force, I will outwit him."

The Third Under Heaven wanted to argue, but the newcomer suddenly used some unknown method to seal several harmless but crucial acupoints on his body. In an instant, his surging true energy was suppressed and subsided, and he could no longer utter a single word.

Perhaps out of fear of harming the innocent, or perhaps because they still harbored suspicions about each other, the two great demons, Demon Buddha and Emperor Shitian, surprisingly did not seize this golden opportunity to kill the Third Under Heaven and this unexpected calamity. It wasn't until the newcomer helped the Third Under Heaven to sit cross-legged, glanced sideways at what was probably the most terrifying pair of "partners" in the world, and twirled one of his long sideburns with two fingers, that he smiled and said:

"I am Yun Fuyue, a humble guest in the Mingyue Sect. As the saying goes, one who eats the food of others must be loyal to them. Why don't you two listen to my words and turn hostility into friendship, and cease hostilities?" "

The Demon Buddha, instead of being angry, laughed: 'With just a few empty words from a pedantic scholar like you, you think this manor and the 'Heavenly King' would back down? Isn't that a huge joke!'

Yun Fuyue's smile remained calm: 'I, Yun, am thinking of everyone. If we continue fighting, the two of you may not gain much advantage. If we drag this out until our sect leader returns, it will inevitably be a bloodbath. I believe you two should understand the principle of knowing when to stop.'

After a pause, he said leisurely: 'If the two of you insist on continuing the fight, the 'Samsara Four Phases Formation' will change from the 'Dwelling Realm' to the 'Destruction Realm.' Once we enter the 'Emptiness Realm,' which is an irreversible state, even I, Yun, cannot take it back. I will have no choice but to return to the mortal world with the two of you.'

Upon hearing this, Indra, who had remained silent since Yun Fuyue appeared, suddenly shot out a sharp glint from his tiger eyes, enveloping the former, and said:

'Samsara Four Phases! Formation, Dwelling, Destruction, Emptiness! You actually know how to set up this long-lost 'Final Calamity Formation'?!'"

Yun Fuyue smiled slightly and said, "I, Yun, have only a superficial understanding and am far from the true 'Four Phases Cycle,' but it is more than enough to perish together with you two. I wonder if you two believe me?" Mo Tuofo could no longer pretend to be stupid and

exclaimed in shock, "It is actually 'Form, Abiding, Decay, and Emptiness—The Four Phases of Saha'! No wonder my power has been constantly draining away, and Indra's 'Undying Light Body' has vanished without a trace! King Yama actually dared to defy the great taboo of the Holy Sect and take in the successor of the 'End of the Dharma Kalpa' within his own sect!" "

Saha means the present world. The Buddha said the present world is a cycle of four states: formation, abiding, decay, and emptiness. Only the 'abiding state' is the 'present world' we currently inhabit, but the 'present world' will eventually decay and wither, leading to the 'decaying state,' which in turn returns to the 'emptiness state,' from which a new 'formation state' is born. These four aspects constitute the cycle of the heavenly path, arising from nothing and ending without end.

Although we don't know the power of the 'four aspects of Saha' in the Buddha's realm when Yun Fuyue uses them to set up an array, just looking at the way Indra and Mara, these two great masters of the demonic sects, are on high alert and dare not act rashly, we know that they are..." They dared not underestimate the seemingly weak and scholarly strategist before them, who appeared composed and unyielding.

The situation was clear: the third-ranked strategist in the world was merely a cripple, barely clinging to life. Yun Fuyue's martial arts prowess was unknown, but it was unlikely he could possibly be stronger than the combined forces of the two great sect leaders. The real problem was his "Saha Four Phases Formation"! This formation was hailed as the most powerful in the world by the Taishi family's "Imperial Ultimate World-Shaking Scripture." The third-generation successor of the "End Phase Dharma Calamity Gate"—Duan Kong—had used this formation to kill thirty-nine super masters of the Demonic Sect, including himself, leaving no trace of their bodies! This battle also greatly weakened the 108 sects of the Demonic Sect. The wounds took a century to gradually heal, and the "End-of-Life Dharma Tribulation Gate" became a taboo passed down among the Holy Sect.

However, it was unexpected that the "Mingyue Sect," considered the largest sect within the Holy Sect, would harbor the successor of the "End-of-Life Dharma Tribulation Gate," a public enemy and nightmare for the Holy Sect, keeping it hidden until a need arose, when this secret weapon would appear to deliver an unforgettable "reappearance" to the enemy.

A person's name is like a tree's shadow; even though the "Saha Four Phases Array" had been gradually forgotten by the Holy Sect due to its antiquity, the two figures, Indra and Demon Buddha, now within the array and personally experiencing the "formation, existence, decay, and emptiness" stages, would absolutely not underestimate this legendary array. The power of the Dharma is evidenced by the gradual and unstoppable decline in their power. Moreover, Yun Fuyue is currently only using the "Dwelling Realm" against them, which is only half the power of this final tribulation formation!

The cunning and shrewd Demon Buddha's mind raced, and he had already made his plans. Yun Fuyue and the "Saha Four Phases Formation" were far too mysterious and unpredictable. His principle was never to fight a battle he wasn't confident of winning. Besides, if things dragged on, who knew when King Yama might actually trick him? Although he hadn't achieved any brilliant results, the initial goal of this battle was to suffer a crushing defeat and retreat unscathed. Even Emperor Shitian couldn't blame him for breaking his promise…

"Yun Fuyue! I've remembered that name. I will definitely seek your guidance again in the future!"

From the moment he uttered the first word, Demon Buddha began to retreat, and by the time he finished, he had vanished without a trace, not even bothering to greet his "comrades."

Emperor Shitian, his face cold and pale, seemed unmoved by Demon Buddha's utterly disregard for loyalty, and said in a deep, eerie voice, "Perhaps today is not the day for the 'Netherworld Mountain Sect' to perish!"

"Today you kill me but I survive, but next time my blade will surely sever your neck and cut off your head! I swear by the blood of the demon gods of the nine heavens and nine earths, the next time we meet, it will be either you or me who perishes!"

The Third Under Heaven spoke with a resolute tone, as firm as winter thunder and summer snow, as unwavering as heaven and earth, never daring to part from one another, coldly and hatefully.

"As long as you are prepared to die, I welcome your challenge at any time." "Emperor Shitian said without blinking, then turned his gaze to Yun Fuyue.

"To be able to hide such a master within the sect for so many years, Jun Nitian's Shen family is even more profound than I imagined. He truly deserves to be my number one opponent... As for you, when we meet again in the future, I will definitely ask you to teach me your skills beyond formations."

After speaking, he once again emitted a smoky light from his body, and even under the suppression of the "Saha Four Phases Formation," he was still able to forcefully unleash the "Undying Light Body"! However, at the same time as the light appeared and disappeared, "Heavenly King" Emperor Shitian had already left the headquarters of the "Mingyue Sect." Although he was also forced to leave, he left without losing any of his momentum.

The light gradually thinned into the void like smoke, and only after confirming that the two great demons had truly left did Yun Fuyue dare to let out the first bead of sweat on his usually calm and composed face, and he sighed:

"That was close! I finally managed to trick them away."

Even the usually cold and expressionless face of the Third Under Heaven showed a rare shock after hearing Yun Fuyue's words, and he asked incredulously,

"Mr. Yun... what... what did you just say?" Yun

Fuyue turned and glanced at the Third Under Heaven, then said calmly without expression, "I said that what I said just now was a bluff. Luckily, those two were too proud of themselves and refused to fight a poor wretch like me. Otherwise, your master would have been tricked into coming here and found only two corpses whose remains couldn't even be pieced together!"

"But... but your 'Saha Four Symbols Formation'...?" "

Uh..." Yun Fuyue scratched her head, seemingly embarrassed, and said, "Time was so tight back then, and I had to secretly set up the formation without the notice of two great masters. Let alone the 'bad environment,' I didn't even have time to fully arrange the 'dwelling environment.' I only temporarily reversed the 'formation environment,' creating the illusion of a temporary loss of power in the Saha world. Once I left the formation, it would recover on its own in less than half a day. However, by then the opportunity had been lost, and I believe they wouldn't come back to haunt me."

The third-ranked warrior's mouth gaped open, as if it could fit two eggs.

"You...you mean...you were just...bluffing them?!"

"Shh—keep your voice down!" Yun Fuyue put a finger to her lips, signaling him to be quiet, her furtive manner completely different from her previous witty and strategic demeanor.

"If those two devils heard us, we'd be finished. You want to kill me?"

Even the third-ranked martial artist in the world knew very little about Yun Fuyue, only that he was a highly respected guest of "Yan Huang" Jun Nitian. However, in all his years at the "Mingyue Sect," the third-ranked martial artist had never seen the latter make a move, so he had no way of knowing the depth of the latter's martial arts. It was just that Jun Nitian had once mentioned unintentionally that Jun Tianxie had received martial arts guidance from Yun Fuyue. So it seems... like

master, like disciple!

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